Smoke Choke

[Intro: Lil Ricey]
Uh, check this out

[Chorus: Lil Ricey]
Who want the gas? Yeah, who want the smoke? (Uh)
We just inhale, yeah, we don't even choke (Uh-uh)
Ridin' around, takin' visual notes (Notes)
And shorty, want more, so we pourin' up fours (Fo-o-ours)
Feelin' the pressure like glitch in the brain
And shorty, she give it, she don't feel no shame
Money, we makin', we drivin' fast cars now
Ooh, that's so cool, but we gettin' more scars now
That girl, she played me, I won't even lie
Elemental depression, but I'm no Bill Nye (Hеy, no)
Every time she call mе, she always sound high (Uh-huh)
It don't really matter, 'cause I change her mind (Ooh, yeah)
Droppin' an album, then we goin' up
Shorty want more, now she can't get enough (She can't)
I need me a lighter, 'cause this one is scuffed (Scuffed)
She pass me a Perc, but I tell her, "It's cut" (It's cut)

[Verse 1: Lil Ricey]
Out by the ocean, we finna let loose
Body tight, her love kill me, so I call her noose (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She pourin' up fours inside her Jamba Juice (Yeah, okay)
And then she turn to me and she ask for the Juul (Uh)
I got a mugshot, a mug, and a shorty, and I'm finna blow my brains out (What?)
I left them girls, 'cause I only want one, so my shorty, she my side and main now (Yeah, ayy)
Uh, ayy, 'cause that's how we livin'
But I could take your girl like I'm an evil villain (Ya dig?)
Like you pressin' tab and you see that I'm winnin'
But you still run up, so you loosin' yo feelings (Feelings)
Uh, yeah, I'm gettin' cash (Cash)
Uh, and you is in last place
Yeah, I'm drivin' fast (Okay)
Uh, hope I don't die today

[Verse 2: Lilgrinch]
(Ayy) Hope I don't die today
Me and my girl lookin' fly today (Yeah, ayy)
Bro, keep talkin' smack, you gon' die today (Ayy, ayy)
I don't do drugs, but I'm high today (Okay, okay)
I was born down to fight (Yeah), boy, we can get right (Yeah)
Your girl up all on me (Yeah), she can stay for the night (Yeah)
Put the stick to ya dome (Ayy) with a red-dot sight (Ayy)
Boy, mention my fam' (Ayy), you gon' take you to the light (Yeah)
Ha, okay, you hatin', while I'm countin' up hunnids (Hundred)
Pull up with the gang, now his whole team runnin' (They runnin')
Who else that you know that turn nothin' to somethin' (Some')
Who got the fame? Who got the chain? (Yeah)
Who got the ring? (Ayy) Stay in your lane (Ayy)
Glock with a beam (Ayy), let it forecast the rain (Ayy)
Watch there be a moshpit with me on the stage (Ayy, yeah)
Like KSI (Yeah), I'm from the new age (Okay)

[Chorus: Lil Ricey]
Who want the gas? Yeah, who want the smoke? (Uh)
We just inhale, yeah, we don't even choke (Uh-uh)
Ridin' around, takin' visual notes (Notes)
And shorty, want more, so we pourin' up fours (Fo-o-ours)
Feelin' the pressure like glitch in the brain
And shorty, she give it, she don't feel no shame
Money, we makin', we drivin' fast cars now
Ooh, that's so cool, but we gettin' more scars now
That girl, she played me, I won't even lie
Elemental depression, but I'm no Bill Nye (Hey, no)
Every time she call me, she always sound high (Uh-huh)
It don't really matter, 'cause I change her mind (Ooh, yeah)
Droppin' an album, then we goin' up
Shorty want more, now she can't get enough (She can't)
I need me a lighter, 'cause this one is scuffed (Scuffed)
She pass me a Perc, but I tell her, "It's cut" (It's cut)

[Outro: Lilgrinch]
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